The Boy with the Bat [1] Stiles Stilinski

Chapter Twelve:

'He wasn't wrong. If I could steal you away from him I would' 'W-What' 'If there was a chance to be with the person you love....would you?' 'Yes, I'd do anything to be with the person I love' Stiles pushed her gently against the wall behind her and crashed his lips to her soft ones. She hesitated at first but returned the kiss with more passion'

'So....You're my girlfriend now?' Stiles' eyes connected to hers, he couldn't contain his laughter 'I wish you were my girlfriend....Hope I'm in love with you. I have always been in love with you and I think you feel the same way' She gave Stiles' hand a squeeze'

'Shouldn't you be dancing with Allison. I mean she's your crush after all' 'Allison's not the person I want to dance with right now....you are' Stiles laced his hands with hers as he pulled her closer. He spung her around and caught her before she fell'

'She felt nervous the second he pulled her body closer to his. The warmth of his hands on her bare skin made her feel alive. Their faces were inches apart, she felt her heartbeat rise as he leaned in closer towards her'

Hope screamed herself awake from confusion. She felt confused from her dreams. She felt an odd feeling grow inside her. A feeling that was too strong to fight but she couldn't understand what it meant. She didn't know if her dreams were trying to tell her something. She felt a connection to it, to the person. Something she didn't think she could break but she couldn't remember anything.

So many different thoughts flew around her mind but the only thing she could concentrate on was the jacket that sat on her desk chair. A knock knocked Hope out of her thoughts. She turned her head to see her brother standing by her door "Have you spoken to Stiles? Do you know if he's okay?" he asked her. She raised her right eyebrow and said, "What the hell is a Stiles?" Brandon looked at her confused.

"Ya know....Stiles Stilinski" he answered but she pulled a face and shook her head "Cut the act. I know how you feel, and you can't deny it anymore" he added "I seriously don't know who you're talking about" Hope half-yelled out of frustration "I don't remember anything. I feel like half my life's been wiped away" she cried 

Brandon took a step towards his sister and grabbed her hands "Okay....Okay calm down. We're going to figure this out" Brandon said "Erica's waiting in the car for you" he added. Hope took a breath and nodded, grabbing the jacket from her chair and slipping it on. 

She recognized the scent from the jacket. The scent consumed her; it made her feel love. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She felt as if she'd lost a piece of herself. A piece she didn't know if she'd ever get back. A piece that made her feel broken.

Brandon took out his phone and dialled an old friends number, someone he hadn't spoken to in a while "Hey-um. It's Brandon. Look I know you're probably busy with New Orleans but we have a vampire problem and I think my sister is being compelled.  Phone me back when you can" 

Hope walked through the doors of Beacon Hills High and got bombarded by her best friend Erica. She gave Erica a tight hug. She'd missed her best friend "Have you heard how Stiles has been doing?" Erica asked her. She turned her head to the side and scratched the inside of her arm.

"So as of today,....you're officially apart of the McCall pack" Scott giggled hoping to crack a smile from Hope "Now onto more important topics. Why the hell haven't Stilinski texted me back?" Scott added.

"Who the hell is Stiles and why does everyone keep asking me questions about him! I've never met anybody with the name Stiles" Hope shouted causing a scene in the corridor. She felt embarrassed but couldn't contain her frustration no longer.

"First my brother then Erica and now you! What the hell is going on? I seriously don't understand" Hope added. Scott watched as her eyes began to fill. Tears threatening to spill. He could see the frustration in her eyes. He could hear her heartbeat rise. He could feel the emotions flying from her.